“ Hathras pe yun sochta hu ke.. jala diya tumne wo shareer raat ki khamoshi me.. Kiska darr tha..?? Ye kritya.. ye cheekhein.. ye aansu.. sb shraap bn jaatein.. Kya iska darr tha ? Wo najuk jaan to ab udh chli kisi dusre desh.. Jha devi poojan ka nhi odhte hai bhesh.. Durr se dekhegi or khush rhegi wo ab.. Dhong ka pardafaash dilchasp h.. Bus asmat,ijjat slamat rhe.. Bus insan ke andr insaniyat rhe. ”